One song I'll never get tired of: Dire Strait's Romeo and Juliet.
" ...and all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme. Julie, I'll do the stars with you, anytime."
I figured out my story. (Picture me doing an exaggerated judo chopping motion with both hands right now.) Ha! Haha! Take that, frickin' story! Who's the boss now? Huh? Huh, story? Who's the boss?
It's going to have a prologue, four sections and an epilogue. I am busy writing in the middle, the third section. Now that I've finally gotten back on the right track, the words are coming faster now.
I wish this move was over with. I wish we were settled, unpacked, back in a nice routine.
